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"Touch yourself for me," I said, teasing my hand over her nipples so she knew exactly what I wanted. She looked at me through half-lidded eyes, leaning back off of her hands so she was fully sitting on Tate as her hands tugged and played with her nipples.

The sounds that fell from those lips were heavenly.

She was close, I could tell. A sheen of sweat formed on her brow and her face scrunched up as her movements faltered. Then her mouth was falling open in an o as she cried out, body shaking as she came.

When she collapsed forward, I was there, holding her up and dragging her into my lap. She was boneless and Tate was chuckling, pleased with himself as he met my gaze over her shoulder.

"Kiss me," I demanded, wanting to taste her on his tongue. She moved to the side to give us room and watch as we sandwiched her between us.

Tate tasted like her sweet release and his kiss was desperate and demanding. He was so easy to read and I knew he was hard and aching again, my hand searching out his cock and wrapping around it, teasing him with slow strokes as I devoured his mouth.

Our tongues danced together as we kissed, her shallow breaths urging us on.

When we broke apart, we shared a smile. It had been a strange week of holding ourselves back but this felt right, her here with us where she belonged.

"Please," Tate begged. "I need you."

"Fuck her and I'll fuck you," I promised him. "We've got you, baby."

"You're going to kill me," she said with a laugh but even as she said it she was crawling into place, settling on the bed and spreading her legs wide for him. Tate didn't give me a second look as he moved forward and pressed his lips to hers, his hands braced on the mattress as he hovered over her.

Each breath had her breasts brushing against his chest and the rumble of approval he gave meant he was fucking loving it. He moved away from her mouth and trailed his lips and teeth over her skin, trailing down the valley of her breasts before lavishing each one with his attention.

She was moaning freely as he sucked and nipped at her body, making her hands dig into his back, leaving red trails in their wake.

Finally, he shifted her, spreading her wider as he leaned back, lining himself up before slamming his cock into her. Her cries echoed on the walls and I watched with satisfaction as he bounced her on his cock. Her breasts and body shook with every fucking slam and the sight was mesmerizing. She might not love her soft stomach and curves but I was dripping precum at the sight of it.

The man who let her get away was a goddamn fool.

Grabbing lube from his drawer, I pumped some into my hand, spreading it over my fingers before trailing them between his cheeks. His rhythm faltered as I found his hole, teasing the tight muscles and urging them to loosen for me. He bent over her, relaxing and giving me the space to work.

His rough cries filled the space as I pushed two fingers knuckle deep inside his ass, scissoring and stretching him as I pushed them in and out of his body.

He let me go until I got up to three fingers then he was done waiting. Tate liked it to burn when I took him, the pain grounding him in ways fucking him alone wouldn't do.

"Fuck me, Brock," he demanded.

My answer was a smack to his toned ass and Macy's whimper had me landing a second before lubing up my cock and teasing the head over his ass. He groaned angrily but I shut him up by lining myself and sliding in. I didn't take him hard, I pushed in slow and steady, giving no time to adjust before I was fucking into him, forcing him to fuck our girl.

The power of dominating them both was heady but it was even better as I fucked them in unison. Each thrust pushed him deeper into her needy cunt. He had her thighs in his palms, holding her open as we fucked her. That just pushed her breasts higher, her nipples begging for his mouth.

As if he knew exactly where my head went he sucked one nipple into his mouth, his hand kneading the other as I fucked furiously. I was so fucking turned on this wouldn't last long.

"Touch her," I ordered. "Make her come for us."

His hand slid between them, teasing over her clit. She was already babbling but the moment her orgasm worked over her, I felt him tense around me, squeezing my cock almost painfully as he followed her over the edge. I continued to pump into him, pushing past his hold and slamming into his prostate with each movement. His voice was hoarse as he screamed out my name, then hers.

He collapsed over her and I picked up my pace, fucking him to chase my own pleasure now. My balls drew up tight and my stomach tensed before a wave of pure euphoria washed over me. I filled my boyfriend's ass with rope after rope of my cum, filling and marking him as mine.

I pulled out slowly, watching the cum drip from his ass with a satisfied smile on my face. He collapsed face first on the bed, revealing her swollen pussy to me. Cum dripped out of them both and I couldn't help but push my fingers into her, feeling her warmth surrounding me.

"Fuck, Brock," she hissed, but already her back was arching off the bed. I fucked her with my fingers, thumb grinding into her clit with each thrust of my hand. Her pussy pulsed around me as she came. Her hazy eyes watched as I pulled my hand free and tasted their combined juices on my fingers, humming in approval.

"Mine."

ChapterNineteen

Macy

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